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“Get over here and take it then,” Harry rasped.

Molly came around and straddled Lash’s chest, feeling her full breasts pillow under her thighs as Harry wrenched his prick from out of Lash. Even as it came out, a rope of his cream spurted out and crossed Lash’s belly from navel to sternum.

Before any more was launched, Molly dropped her head into Harry’s lap and wrapped her lips around his cock. She caught the second blast of slimy ejaculate right when it burst free of his helmet. She greedily gulped it down, sucking and slurping as if to diminish Harry’s thick erection to something less challenging for her small mouth.

The flow finally ran dry and Molly raised her dripping white lips to smile at him. “I got it all, Harry. I drank every drop.”

“I saw,” Harry groaned and fell down to the bed.

Molly gave Lash a proud look. “Usually he has too much for me. I mean, a lot. Not that I mind. I’m just glad I could swallow it all.”

Lash smiled at her. She really was a sweet girl. She laid her head on Molly’s thigh and kissed the inside of it. “I’m surprised he had any left for me. That’s a pretty pussy you have, Molly. He must be after it all the time.”

Molly grinned and twisted around until her sex was teasingly hovering over Lash’s face. Lash looked at the bare pussy lips and the unending passage of glossy pink that could be glimpsed beyond the twitching lips.

Her fingers moved along Molly’s leg to it, like a gourmand appreciating an appetizer before getting to the main course.

“You can feel it if you want to,” Molly said, wiggling her little ass around.

Lash’s ring finger ran from Molly’s slot to her anus, feathering over the warmth and softness of her cunt in between. “I know I can.”

“You can lick it too. Harry licks mine sometimes, when I’m really wet. I think he likes how wet I get. And I’m real wet now from all that cum he put in my mouth.”

She moved herself up and around until her young, succulent sex was held up to Lash’s mouth. The demoness couldn’t resist. She slowly embraced Molly’s womanhood with her lips: capturing her folds between them, pulling at them, tonguing them. While her hands reached up to caress Molly’s bare body, from her pert breasts to the sylphlike length of her body.

“Ohh, it’s nice being touched, Lash! Oh! OHH! Touch me all over, like Harry does!” Molly cried, her hips quivering excitedly.

Lash kissed along her nubile thighs, down one and up the other, and Molly’s knees opened up until she was no longer just offering her cunt to Lash, she was giving it to her.

“Will you please east my cunt, Lash?” Molly moaned, her voice trembling with pent-up need.

Lash couldn’t resist that slender little cunt just delivering itself right to her. Her tongue came out and ran between the delicate mons, pushing into the tight space within as if slipping on all the wetness that coated Molly’s convulsing folds. Delving inside the girl until she felt out the nerve endings she knew from long experience were the flipside of the clit on the outside of Molly’s body.

She tongued tentatively along the length of them, then reached for Molly with her fingers, gently touching the hood of her clitoris and feeling the burgeoning swell within. Molly’s clit would soon be ready to come out. And then her orgasm would be beyond belief.

She tongued Molly’s vulva delicately until Molly was squirming, writhing, her mouth emitting the unsatisfied need of a woman whose clit was full of desire, but not being properly stimulated. Lash licked over it with the flat of her tongue; Molly quaked uncontrollably.

“Oh, Lash, Lash, it’s just too much! I didn’t know it could be this way! I don’t know that I can take it! But don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

But Lash wasn’t more from her. Suddenly, she wanted a potent combination of man and woman, not just one or the other.

She rolled Molly off her, landing her lithe body on the bed beside her. “There’s better ways to make you come, girl.”

“No! Please not yet, just a little more!” Molly yelped. “Get me off, please! It fucking hurts when I don’t get to come.”

“You’ll get to come,” Lash said, casting a smile over at Harry. “We’ll make sure of it, won’t we Harry? She’ll come harder than she ever has before.”

Harry understood immediately. And no matter how reluctant he was, his cock had more eagerness than he had trepidation. It grew as if it’d never been drained at all.